Get up after about 2 hours sleep. Hit my thumb in the hotel door and get on the bus to the airport. Narrowly miss being killed by a lorry at a roundabout. Wonder if God or Fate is trying to tell me something about the flight.
Get on anyway and fly to Ankara. After finding a hotel I walk to the Tourist Information for a map. On a street corner is what looks like a tourist reading a pencıl-drawn map. She asks me in Turkish what road we're on, and I tell her in English. Turns out she is a Latvian Erasmus student on her last few days in Turkey visiting Ankara and Istanbul.
Within an hour we've booked train tickets together for the night train in two days time and are planning to spend the next few days wandering about the museums of Ankara. After dinner she has work to do at her hotel, so I find a bar where a Turkish pair are playing covers I recognise. At some point the police enter and seem to take everyone's ID cards but they are not systematic and I'm not asked for mine. Head back to the hotel.
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